Christmas arrived and as with the previous few years the Smallville residents were buzzing with excitement. The town was filled with people who had caught the spirit of generosity like a bug from Harry and his family. Only those with their own sick family members or young children had made plans for Christmas Eve. The rest had cleared their schedules for what was becoming known as the 'Traditional Yuletide Hospital Run'.

Xander had pointed out that this made Smallville sound like a disaster zone… he was kicked in the shin by Dani.

Harry and Clark had spoken at length in private about Harry's plans for this Christmas. There was something Harry wanted to do but it was much too big a decision for him to make on his own. Eventually they had sought the council of Odin and Athena. They wanted it kept a secret for as long as possible, even from the family.

Harry ascended the stairs to the platform with Clark right behind him. Harry had been adamant that if he were going to do this then Clark would be right next to him. This was Clark's home world after all.

The crowd cheered and clapped as they saw Potter and Kent, the town heroes, on the stage.

"My friends. For the past few years we have been starting a bit of a tradition." Harry smiled. "Today we will continue that tradition."

Harry paused as the crowd cheered again.

"But first, there are some things that I want to tell you. As does Clark. There is also something I want to give you. Clark?"

Harry stepped back from the microphone to allow Clark to speak.

"Many of you have watched me grow up from a young boy ever since I was adopted." Clark said quietly. "You've seen me with my parents as they deliver produce to the stores around town. Recently you've watched me as I played quarterback for the high school. Currently you see me on the television and in newspapers as the head of a major company.

"Quite a long way for young farm boy to go." Clark said with a self-deprecating smile.

The crowd chuckled.

"But what most of you know is just… the tip of the iceberg. My origins were hidden from me by my adoptive parents till I was fourteen.

"I was not born in America.

"I was not born on planet Earth.

"I was not born in this solar system.

"I was not born in this galaxy.

"My name is Kal-El, I am Superman."

There was a dead silence over the crowd as magic worked and allowed them to form the connection.

"I have always been strong.

"I have always been fast.

"But most importantly, I have always been Clark Kent.

"Superman was an identity created by my friends so that I could help the world without giving up my private life. They helped and supported me along with my family as I stopped some of the people in our town that tried to hurt us. Most of you don't realise that Tina Greer was a shape shifter that killed her mother, or that Coach Arnold tried to kill Principal Frost, and coaches Summers and Kinney.

"There were others of course. Some I dealt with, others were dealt with by Harry and his family. But we always worked in secret. Not because we wanted to deceive you but because it was the only way to protect ourselves from governments who wanted to study the meteor infected.

"Harry can tell you that most of the town has a meteor power or at least a high level of infection. Its not life-threatening and we now have a way of cleaning up the infection.

"So… you are probably wondering why I am telling you this? Why am I taking such a big risk in telling you?

"The shortest and most important reason is because we trust you. Many of you have suspected that I was more than an average human; but you didn't treat me any differently.

"I hope that with this latest revelation you will continue to trust me."

Clark turned and moved back behind Harry when the crowd suddenly burst out cheering.

Clark was shocked. They had stood there listening to him quietly, almost expressionless. He thought that his time in Smallville had come to an end.

The weight lifted from his shoulders as he realised how wrong he was.

Harry stepped forward with a grin on his face as he slapped Clark on the shoulder.

"My friends, Clark has just told you his simplest secret. But he has not told you everything. The reason for this is that it is better if I tell you.

"I am Death. I am the gateway between this life and the next. I make sure that those who try to abuse immortality die and that the rest of you stay alive as long as you can.

"Pretty outrageous claims, I know." Harry nodded with a grin. "So, for the next ten minutes you can all talk to a loved one or family member that has passed on. Just think of them and they will appear… like this:"

Harry closed his eyes and the crowd watched in awe as ethereal form of a young ebony haired woman appeared.

"This is my first daughter, Luna Potter." Harry introduced her. "Well… go on! Starting calling on them." Harry instructed.

"Clark, meet Luna." Harry escorted his daughter to his brother.

"Nice to meet you. I've met the woman you were named after." Clark smiled as he held out a hand and shook the girl's.

"Aunty Luna, she's brilliant." Luna laughed. "She has most of us organised to after life border patrol."

"What the hell is that?" Harry asked.

"You didn't tell him?" Luna queried Clark.

"We've been a little busy." Clark explained. "Short answer is that the souls on the other side are going to stop any evil souls from crossing over when the Amazon's or Sekirei kill them. That way you can go and clean up later."

"Lovely." Harry said sarcastically. "I've just been delegated as the janitor."

"It could be worse." She countered. "You could be the school teacher in the playground trying to keep the kids from fighting."

"I believe Amara has that job." Clark commented.

"Poor girl." Harry said mournfully.

"Luna, I tried to call my parents. Do you know why they haven't come?"

"Maybe your father isn't working hard enough." Luna said innocently.

Clark frowned.

Then the words made it through his mind.

"LUNA!" He screeched. "Seriously, is this what we can expect from the rest of your kids Harry?"

"That was all Daphne's fault, her mother." Harry sighed. "She took great pleasure in messing with Hermione and Luna here picked up on it.

"If you have finished trying to scar Clark, can you answer his question?"

"I don't know your parents." She said simply. "From what we have discovered they aren't in the after life."

"Then where are they? Were their souls destroyed? Where-"

"Clark, we honestly don't know. You'll just have to keep searching for answers." Luna said compassionately. She turned to Harry. "Time's up Dad. Send us home."

"Talk to you later Sweetheart." Harry kissed her cheek.

"Bye Dad." Luna waved as she faded out.

All around the platform people could be heard crying and calling out goodbye as their loved ones vanished.

"As you can see, I am not without proof." Harry said seriously. "Hopefully we can do this on a yearly basis and you can speak to those who have passed on.

"Here are some of the things you need to know about me as Death.

"One: I am the single most powerful known being in existence. There might be someone more powerful out there but every one from the Green Lantern Corp to the gods of Earth recognise me as the ultimate authority. And yes, there are gods and we will get to them later.

"Two: I am immortal. I can never die. But that hasn't stopped some idiots from imprisoning me… bad things happen to those idiots.

"Three: As Death I am what is called 'An Aspect of Existence'. If I do die, or one of the other Aspects dies, then existence will cease to… exist. Other Aspects include Time, Love and Magic.

"Four: I used to be the Master of Magic… now I am the Aspect known as Magic. This actually happened last year.

"Five: I am an Avatar of Love. An Avatar is someone who is respected and gifted by their Aspect. In turn the Avatar is a Champion for the Aspect and ensures no one abuses them.

"Those are the major points. I will be working with Chloe Sullivan to put out some special newsletters for the town where I will give some interviews with my family. But there are more things you need to know about Clark.

"When I first arrived in Smallville some four years ago now, I met Clark. I could tell by his soul he wasn't human, but also that he was a good person. We went through some pretty fun adventures together," He ignored the derisive snort from behind him. "and he became like a brother to me. I also took him on as my Apprentice.

"Clark Kent is more than an Avatar of Death. He is my right hand. His powers exceed all of those who stand as my Avatars, namely the gods of the Underworld such as Hades, Pluto and Hel.

"If something happens to me then Existence turns to him to put it right and find me. He has a fairly decent track record." Harry smirked.

"Now then, I wanted to give you something. You have become like family to me and you have shown me you are good people. I don't just make sure people don't abuse magicals, I make them magicals."

Harry waved his hand above his head causing words to form in the air.

"This is the Oath of Civilisation. Magical oaths are binding, magic makes sure you can't break them."

There were some cries and squawks of surprise as little podiums materialised in front of everyone.

"I am offering you all magic. All you have to do is place your hands on the podium and make the oath. You will receive the ability to do magic and the knowledge as well.

"Take your time and think about it. I will be supplying the magic for the next two hours until we go to make our regular Christmas Delivery."


"Ho! Ho! Ho! Now what's your name sweetie?"

The little girl sitting on Santa's lap looked very nervous. "Gemma."

"And have you been a good girl this year, Gemma?"

"Yes Santa. I promise."

"Excellent! Why don't you go and see my happy elves whilst they fish your present out of my bag."

"But I didn't tell you what I want!" She gasped.

"I'm Santa Claus! I know what you want." He laughed.

The girl grinned as she hopped off his lap and ran to where Hikari and Hibiki were dressed in female elf costumes with short green skirts with white fur trim and a long sleeved jacket.

"I can't believe you roped me into this and dared to call it a date." Tess grumbled from beside him as she wore what Xander called her 'Missus Claus' outfit. The same as the elf costume just in red… and with a bit more cleavage showing.

"Tell me you aren't having fun and we'll switch out with Martha and Jonathan. He's been giving me the stink eye for the past half hour. He's just being sour because he lost the coin toss."

"No! I mean… this is fun… but it is not a date." She added hastily. "You will have to do a lot better for a real date." She smirked.

"Fine by me." Xander grinned behind his bushy white beard. "I just wanted to see you in that hot outfit."

"Don't know what you're complaining about girl." Logan grumbled as he marched up with another bag. "You aren't the one having to go out to shops around the world to buy the presents the Triplets say the kids want."

He marched off having dropped the bag in front of his Sekirei, all the while trying to avoid the urge to pull his green elf outfit out of his butt.

"NEXT!" Xander boomed as he watched the next child bounce up to him.


The streets of Smallville were filled with sparks of multi-coloured magic as everyone from the youngest student of Smallville High to the eldest grandparent played with their new magic.

The castle residents watched with happy smiles.

"What will happen when a visitor comes to town?" One resident came up to Clark and asked curiously.

"They won't notice anything. There are charms on the whole town that make it seem normal. You won't be able to use magic on the streets of Metropolis or anywhere else but you could if you can make sure you aren't noticed." Clark explained.

These were some of the things that Clark and Harry had discussed with Odin and Athena. Athena had used her superior skills of strategy to come up with safety plans and contingencies.

Clark had used his well-developed sense of paranoia that had been building ever since he first met Harry Potter.


Elsewhere in the town a very nervous young man approached a very intimidating group of beautiful girls.

"Abigail? Could I talk to you? Privately?" Brett Anderson asked; he hoped they had heard the squeak in his voice.

"What do you want with her?" Jodie demanded as she stepped between them.

"I just wanted to talk, honest!" Brett sub-consciously backed up. All around the town various castle residents were telling stories about their adventures. Brett had heard Kazehana telling the romantic story of Clark Kent and his Sekirei. Not to mention the fact that he was the Amazon's god of which Jodi was one.

Clark Kent would forever be mocked in town by boys who were supposed to be his age.

Then he would be worshiped.

Jodie shared a look with Abigail to get her opinion. They also communicated magically.

"Fine. But stay within our line of sight." Jodie instructed as she stepped out of Abigail's path.

Brett just nodded vigorously.

Brett led his younger classmate a few metres away, always glancing back to make sure Jodi could see them.

"Relax Brett." Abigail giggled. "Jodi won't do anything unless you try to be nasty."

Brett rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "Yeah, nasty. That's part of what I wanted to talk about. I'm sorry for the way I treated you back then. I was a jerk and you didn't deserve that."

Abigail looked at him suspiciously. "Why are you saying this now?"

"Well… after we had that… thing in the locker room and I went nuts, Doc Potter made me have counselling sessions with Miss Moonstar. See… I remember what happened, it was horrible. I experienced everything I did to you and other horrible things. Doc Potter says they were amplified. So I know what I did to you and I am really sorry."

Abigail could see Brett was sincere. She was surprised that he remembered what had happened. Kyla and Jodie had told her that Harry or the telepaths would usually wipe the memories of terrors.

"I forgive you." She assured him.

Brett breathed out in relief. "Wow, I didn't realise how much I needed that." He laughed.

"Happy to help." Abigail smiled. "I'll see you around then."

"Wait! Abigail, there was one more thing." Brett's nervousness was back. "Would you be willing to go on a date with me? A proper date?"

"Is this just because of all my surgery?" She asked suspiciously.

"What? No! No." He calmed himself a bit. "I had my brother help me with some computer work and…" Brett pulled out a piece of paper from his back pocket. "I asked my brother to photo shop one of the old pictures of you. I had him just fix your teeth and skin. You would have been hot with or without the surgery." He said completely unashamed of his observation. "I showed it to Miss Moonstar and she said that being teenagers is a hard time for us humans. Something about our hormones screwing us up whilst our bodies are settling into their final forms."

"She would know. She is one of Doctor Potter's wives." Abigail nodded.

Brett nodded then held out his hand palm up and concentrated on it.

Within seconds he had a white rose sitting there.

"I am definitely not smart enough to get the colour right on my own." He shrugged sheepishly. "Miss Moonstar said white represents beauty and purity. You are beautiful and I hope to keep my intentions pure. Take this and think about it."

He handed the rose over to the blushing Abigail.

Abigail just nodded mutely, completely speechless.

Brett gave a quick wave and a nod to the still glaring Jodi in the distance before he beat a hasty retreat.

"Brett and Abigail sitting in a tree-"

Abigail turned and glared at the, until now unnoticed, Cuckoos.

They just grinned smugly.


That Christmas and New Year's for Smallville was one that went down in history.

Mainly because no one got drunk.

An entire town of people who had just figured out they could conjure things to eat and drink and not a single thought to conjure a bottle of beer.

Logan was disgusted.

School for the Smallville-ites became even more exciting as a new class was introduced on magical techniques. Lorna was now able to shunt her current students to the high school and wait for more meta-humans to arrive. In the meantime she taught the magical classes with Jodi as her assistant. Jodi had now lived for nineteen years and had the maturity of an Amazon.

An Amazon that wasn't necessarily Kyla.

Clark and his girls helped Lois set up an apartment in Metropolis, they decided it was better to have a place there where she could invite her non-Smallville friends. Plus the Sekirei wanted to stay over and see what the fuss was about.

Kyla had insisted that Chloe and Lana accompany them just to help her and Homura keep the others out of trouble.

Aphrodite had made it clear she was only going so she could laugh at them.

None of the others particularly wanted to stay long. Only Kazehana had any interest in drinking games and she was very hard to get drunk. She stayed for the others, just so she could keep an eye on Lois.

Kazehana was a hard woman to impress. She remained sceptical about many things and it was only the open and honest nature of Clark that had allowed her to accept him as her Ashikabi and lover.

That and the fact that he came with a glowing recommendation from her father.

But Lois impressed her with her ability to hold her liquor. She was drinking boys twice her mass under the table and she was still fairly coherent and capable of standing.

Kazehana had allowed Lois to drink as much and as long as she wanted this time. She had a hangover potion tucked away in her cloak that was currently inactive. As usual she was dressed in her short tight purple dress.

And garnering a lot of attention.

"I love putting noobs in their place." Lois slurred as she stumbled along. Kazehana was keeping a hold of her to keep her straight, but she wasn't about to fall over.

"Take it from someone with experience, Darling. There are better methods than drinking. When a man gets a woman to drink it is usually for one purpose." She warned.

"Yeah… but that's the fun part!" Lois grinned madly. "They think they can get me drunk and get in my pants. But then they get a shock when they fail on so many levels."

"Hey baby. Why don't we go some place quiet and finish this night with our own party?"

"Not today." Kazehana called over her shoulder to Lois' former drinking partner without stopping. She wanted to get Lois home, and she didn't want to cause an incident that would make trouble for Clark or Harry.

"Hey! Come on, you can join in." The young man grinned lasciviously.

"Good night." Kazehana simply called.

"Hey!" He said angrily as he stomped up. "Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you!"

The man grabbed Kazehana's shoulder and spun her around. He was shocked when Lois' foot impacted his chest sending him sprawling to the floor.

"Don't you ever touch my friends again!" Lois snarled angrily.

The man whimpered on the floor as he rubbed his chest.

"Come Lois. Let us go." Kazehana said firmly as she led the girl away from the groaning man.


Lois woke the following morning to incessant pounding in her ears and head.

There was a nice counter to this as her head was really comfortable on some nice warm pillows.

Unfortunately she was naked and a pair of feminine hands were clasped around her own… pillows.

She dimly remembered the warnings from Kyla about the Sekirei's unusual sleeping habits and fascination with breasts.

"Lois Lane! This is the police. You have thirty seconds to open the door before we break it down."

Lois shot up only to be pulled straight back down by her breasts… or the hands holding them.

"Kaze! Wake up, we have to get dressed." She shook the woman harshly. "BE RIGHT THERE!"

She regretted that… her head really hurt.

"Comfy. Go to sleep." Kazehana grumbled sleepily.

"Erm… I really need to pee." She tried.

"Hold it."

She spared a thought to wonder if Clark had a superhuman bladder if he had to deal with this every morning.

Fortunately she remembered she had magic now. A nice Christmas gift she received from Harry in Smallville.

She sent a quick stinging hex she had learnt from Kyla and Chloe at her bed partner.

"OW!"

"Get dressed, the cops are here." Lois instructed the older and now irritated woman.

Lois quickly jumped out of bed and pulled on her jeans and a t-shirt and cracked the door open.

"What's the problem?" She snapped.

"Can we come in, Miss Lane?" One of the officers asked.

Lois looked behind her. "Not yet. My friend is still dressing. What do you want?" She asked pointedly.

"A David Cooper was attacked last night. You were the last person seen with him and we need you to come down to the station and answer some questions."

"I don't know any David Cooper. I was at a College party with my friend." She jabbed a finger over her shoulder. "We left and came home."

Kazehana appeared over Lois shoulder and the jaws on the officers drooped slightly.

"Hey! Eyes up!" Lois snapped.

"There was that young boy, Coop I think he was called." Kazehana offered.

"Yeah, bastard followed us from the party and tried to get fresh with us. I had to give him a little kick to get him to back off." Lois snarled.

"I'm afraid we definitely need you to come in for questioning. And your friend too. David 'Coop' Cooper was found paralysed last night."

"It was not us then." Kazehana said dismissively. "Lois' kick was not hard and the boy was moving when we left."

"Even so, we need you to come down to get this straightened out."


"I want to know just what you hope to achieve here, Detective." Loki glared at the man in a suit across the table from her clients, Lois and Kazehana. "Would you like me to list your screw ups or can you figure them out yourself?" She sneered.

"Why don't you enlighten me, Miss?" Detective Cloth sneered right back.

"One: You only have one witness claiming that my clients attacked David Cooper without cause. I have two people who claim otherwise.

"Two: I had my medical experts consult with Cooper's doctors. There are no signs of trauma from a kick. There are barely any signs of a fall. The cause of the paralysis is unknown and not physically visible which more than likely means it has been caused by either an undetectable drug, a form of involuntary psychosis or a being with a power."

"Three: Both Kazehana Potter and Lois Lane are currently covered by diplomatic protection. Something you are clearly aware of."

She finished by pointing to a notation in their files regarding their diplomatic state.

"So tell me, are you going to resign peacefully or should I call IA?"

"I'm thinking I should arrest you for threatening a police officer."

"And I'm thinking you should hand me your badge and gun pending a full investigation by Internal Affairs." Captain Sawyer declared as she stormed in.

Cloth could see he was caught. He had no more moves left. He angrily slammed his badge and gun on the table.

"Goddamned foreigners ruling the country and screwing us over." He snarled. "Bad enough we have these freaks with powers all over the place.

"This isn't over." He declared as he stormed out.

"No. But his career is." Sawyer muttered before turning back to the table. "Two things, first, Miss Lane: You may be covered by diplomatic credentials but you do your sponsor country a great disservice by making such a disgraceful spectacle of yourself. You are underage for drinking in this country and if I could cite you I would.

"If you're that desperate to drink then do it at home at the castle where we can't even see you. Alternatively, the drinking age in Japan is 20."

"18 in North Korea." Loki just shrugged at their looks. "I've been drinking at my Father's table since I was ten. As long as you don't bring dishonour on yourself or abuse the drink my people have no problem with it."

Sawyer rubbed the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Secondly: I am hearing a lot of anti-foreigner sentiment. Especially amongst the more… patriotic groups. Watch your backs, even you Lane. Having an American General for a father won't help you if you are constantly in the presence of Japanese citizens and officials."

"You saying I should abandon my friends?" Lois challenged.

"That was exactly not what she was saying." Loki rapped her on the back of the head. "Don't be confrontational all the time. She is looking out for you."

"Just pass the message along." Sawyer warned Loki.


David Cooper was signed over to Dr. Potter who claimed he had the necessary tools to revive him. It had taken Harry about thirty seconds to stick him under Bruce's ray to removed the Kryptonite energy that was paralysing him.

The first words out of the boy's mouth were accusations against his fellow teammate Geoff Johns.

The second words were shrieks of pain as Lois kicked him in the balls for his actions that night.

Fortunately for Coop, he wouldn't remember the pain as Harry Obliviated him of all memories in the castle before transferring him back to the hospital and waking him up.

What he would remember was the short hairy dude with the cowboy hat and the taller lanky guy with the goofy grin that gave him a very memorable lecture on how to treat women.

He swore the tall guy's eyes turned yellow.

Johns was reported as missing the following day. Captain Sawyer put her men on it and his body was soon found with a suicide note confessing his crimes and abilities.

Johns was actually sitting in the castle dungeon, Harry and Jean had hopes this one could be rehabilitated.


A/N: I'm not old enough to suffer from senility!

First I used the real actresses name and then I called Kyla a boy and... I have no idea what I was doing with Tess and Lex's hand and shoulder.

They have all been fixed. The only people who have changed genders are Loki, Thor(from Clark's universe), and no... I didn't change Hippolyta's but that isn't clear in the story and won't really be addressed. I only did Loki as I decided that it was a fitting punishment because the Marvel Loki stole Sif's body... don't mess with Harry's family... even if you are family. The punishment seemed to fit for Thor of Clark's world as well.

Nobody seems to remember that back in Potter's Protector I wrote a scene where Xander called Hermione "Harry's boyfriend". I actually put that in the story because in my head I tend to mix up gender specific nouns. And the proof was clearly in the last chapter...

Next time on Grammar Game: Pronouns!